Interaction rules for sick girls

It was not comfortable to stay inside that doll. The remaining cotton wool stuck to his body and made him itchy, and its non-heat-conducting property made him sweat profusely.

After smoking a cigarette, he went to the kitchen and got another large glass of water. He needed to replenish his water as he was lacking a lot of water.

He has always been a taciturn person. After drinking the water, he took the scalpel and walked towards the girl who was still lying on the operating table. The sharp scalpel slowly cut across the smooth skin, leaving scars one after another.

It seems that his good sister has been well taken care of over the years, but his life in there is completely different.

Which types of people are the most disliked by prisoners in prison?

One type is those who were sent to prison for **, another type is those who were sent to prison for trafficking women and children, and the one above these two is those who were sent to prison for drug trafficking.

As a member of the drug trafficking industry chain, Lan Zixuan naturally has no peaceful life in it.

There is no one to rely on and no one to talk to. You have to bear everything by yourself. This is the world of adults.

He looked at the girl's frightened expression and found it quite amusing.

The little kid who used to call him brother all the time when he was young now looks at him with such an expression. A series of emotions such as fear, confusion, shock, and bewilderment are integrated into his face, making it look very distorted.

For some unknown reason, I felt happy and joyful in my heart.

He hadn't had any entertainment for a long time, so he suddenly felt that this was a good way to have fun.

Do you remember why he chose the path of drug trafficking?

He sneered. Isn't it just to support this lovely sister of his?

Their so-called father decisively abandoned them after learning that they were not his biological children. Their stupid mother also ran away with a new man, leaving a teenage high school student and his three or four-year-old sister to fend for themselves here.

How can I support her if I don't take radical measures?

And when he was in prison for all the things he had done, his so-called good sister never visited him once. After he came out, she gave him a cold look. So who was he working so hard for?

Lan Zixuan smiled self-deprecatingly. It is better for people to be a little selfish. Being selfish will avoid getting hurt.

He originally wanted to end it all quickly, but suddenly changed his mind.

The original plan was to kill the two men first to avoid any further complications, and then fabricate a series of eye-gouging demon cases to fool the whole thing.

He suddenly had a new idea.

It seemed that it would be more interesting to make his cute sister look more desperate and helpless.

Isn't she on good terms with this guy?

The night was long and he had time to play slowly.

Chapter 221 Choice

When Xia Xiu woke up, his head was dizzy and his vision was blurry. It took him a while to realize that this was because the lights in the room were not on.

I shook my head vigorously, and the pain in the back of my head finally eased.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lan Zixuan sitting alone on the sofa, drinking coffee and looking at him leisurely.

Xia Xiuqiang smiled.

"Brother Zixuan, good evening. This..." He looked at the handcuffs on his hands and said, "What's going on?"

His innocent and confused look made those who were unaware of the situation believe that he was just a harmless boy.

Lan Zixuan smiled.

"I should be asking you this question. Why did you sneak into my house in the middle of the night? If you want to come, I'm always welcome."

After saying that, Lan Zixuan took a sip of coffee, looked at the situation that he had already controlled and smiled.

Xia Xiu smiled awkwardly. Being caught in the act, he naturally had no way of making excuses.

"Stop pretending. I know you're the one who's been following me lately, and I just can't figure it out. I've always been nice to you. When you were little, I gave you some food out of pity. I didn't object to my sister getting in touch with you. Why are you so ignorant?"

Lan Zixuan sighed. He felt uncomfortable being followed these days. He was unable to do business properly because he was always restricted.

Xia Xiu said with a somewhat surprised look.

"Follow? Brother Zixuan, you must be kidding. I've been at school these past few days. How could I follow you, brother Zixuan? Haha."

Xia Xiu smiled innocently, but Lan Zixuan became a little impatient.

He picked up a scalpel and walked towards Xiaoyu who was still lying on the operating table. In her trembling pupils, the bright shadow of the knife slowly approached, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.

I don’t know why, but Xiaoyu has a strange fragrance on her body, and I don’t know what brand of shower gel she uses.

"Hey, Xia Xiu, you should have heard about the so-called Eye-Digger incident in recent days, right? Who do you think the Eye-Digger that people are talking about is?"

Xia Xiu was about to laugh it off, but when he saw that the scalpel was only one centimeter away from Xiaoyu's eyeball, he kept his mouth shut.

"It's you."

Lan Zixuan shook his head.

"That's not me. The relatives of the victims are the so-called eye-diggers. They use money to exchange for various organs, and their behavior is similar to that of vampires. They are the eye-diggers despised by everyone."

Xia Xiu didn't say anything, because he already knew this, so he didn't continue in that direction.

"You say," Lan Zixuan slashed the blade across the girl's face, leaving one shallow mark after another, "As Xiaoyu's relative, I should also be qualified to decide whether to keep these eyes, right?"

"this is not right."

Xia Xiu didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only say this.

"Of course I know this is wrong. How can something that goes against common sense be accepted by the public?"

Lan Zixuan smiled.

"But common sense doesn't apply to a minority of people, especially those poor people who have nowhere else to go. Do you think you are pitiful? Your parents are taking drugs and are being abused every day. Sometimes you feel blessed to have a hot meal. But do you think you are pitiful?"

He cut off a few strands of the girl's hair with the knife to test the sharpness of the knife.

"No, you are not pitiful. You have many people helping you, including your sister who is a police officer and the inheritance left by your parents. I was also soft-hearted because of my damn kindness, which led to you biting back and sending me to jail. To put it bluntly, most pitiful people have their hateful aspects. Pity is a kind of original sin, and it is the most unacceptable mistake in life."

Lan Zixuan began to babble, completely different from his usual calm and gentle appearance.

He scratched his hair, looking a bit like a mentally ill patient.

Lan Zixuan looked at Xia Xiu again and asked with interest.

"Do you know how I spent the past few years in prison?"

Xia Xiu shook his head.

"You know there are class conflicts, right? Being excluded and hurt, in prison, a place without law, unless you are beaten to death, the people above will not care about you at all, because in their eyes, in the eyes of the world, people like us are not human beings."

He was put on a hood and beaten severely, lying on the cold floor of the bathhouse, dying. He doubted whether he could survive the cold winter. All his warm clothes and bedding were taken away. When night came, he could only kowtow and lick the soles of the cell boss's shoes in exchange for a few insignificant clothes.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. If you are not strong enough, you can only accept exploitation. Of course, he learned his lesson, learned to put down his dignity, learned to bow and scrape, and worked diligently in the company like a low-key younger brother. What was the purpose?

Isn't it just to be released early because of good performance?

Lan Zixuan sneered. People are selfish animals. They don't care about other people's lives. His reaction was expected. He didn't expect others to be the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva. But his lovely sister was also like this. She looked like a big brother who loved her teacher and had a good life outside. On the contrary, she looked like she had suffered a great injustice. She had a stern face every day and needed him to stick to her.

There were a lot of messy things in his mind, and he seemed particularly irritable and angry due to the surge of emotions. He always felt that this feeling was very familiar, as if he had experienced it before.

There is an urge to tear the whole world apart.

Lan Zixuan got another glass of water from the kitchen. His mouth was dry from talking so he took another big sip.

The cold water running down his throat slowly calmed him down.

After regaining his composure, he walked in front of Xia Xiu again and lifted up Xia Xiu's chin with a knife.

"I know what you are planning. You are trying to trick me into telling you everything. I can tell you clearly that I was the one who dug out the eyes recently, but I am just a tool."

He searched Xia Xiu's body and found a small gun, then threw it on the ground and stomped on it a few times until it broke into pieces.

"What do you think is the point of your clever tricks? Even if you record the evidence, you are not naive enough to think that I will let you go, right?"

Although he had been doing what he was asked to do and had been separating the children's eyes, he was not unfamiliar with human anatomy and he did not mind doing an internship.

He thrust the scalpel into Xia Xiu's thigh. Fresh red blood flowed from the cut, staining Xia Xiu's cheap pants red.

"I think you have good qualifications. If possible, go cut off her eyes and then follow me from now on."

His eyes were cold and ruthless, and in Xia Xiu's view there was not a single human emotion in them.

Chapter 222 Smile

Of course, asking Xia Xiu to join him was just a bluff. He was not so stupid as to make such a decision. Letting Xia Xiu choose was nothing more than wanting to see the desperate expression of his lovely sister.

Xia Xiu endured the pain. The scalpel was still stuck in his thigh. Every time he moved, his whole body trembled. He gritted his teeth and looked at Lan Zixuan.

"This is your own sister, do you even want to do this?"

After saying that, he glanced at Xiaoyu who was lying on the operating table. The latter had a dejected look on her face, as if she had lost hope in life.

He shook his head desperately, trying not to agree to Lan Zixuan's rude request.

Lan Zixuan smiled, turned around, turned on the computer, and played a song strangely.

"My biological sister? I raised her myself, so naturally I have the right to take back everything from her."

He picked up a scalpel from the operating table and heated it over the alcohol lamp.

He was not worried that Xia Xiu would not agree to his request. People are selfish, especially people like Xia Xiu. If Xiaoyu didn't die, then the one who died would be Xia Xiu. He believed that people would do anything to survive.

After all, didn’t this kid send his parents in jail in order to save his own life?

"Well, have you thought it over? We only need to dig out her eyes. It doesn't mean she will die. She will be like other children harmed by the Eye-Digger. They will just be missing their eyes and still be able to survive. This is much better than the option of both you and her dying here, isn't it?"

Lan Zixuan analyzed the pros and cons for Xia Xiu, who gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"How do I know if what you said is true or not?! Would you let someone who hates you stay around??"

Lan Zixuan shrugged indifferently, picked up the almost cold coffee and took another sip to refresh himself.

"Why is this impossible? You dug out her eyes, so we are in the same boat. If anything happens to me, you will be imprisoned. Besides, my brother and she are the only ones who have a good relationship with us. It is easy to hide it from the public. There is no need to disguise it as a criminal case like the previous transaction to get rid of our suspicion."

Lan Zixuan watched with great interest, wanting to see what choice Xia Xiu would make. The heartbroken girl also turned her head away, tears gleaming in her eyes, and she did not struggle, but just looked at Xia Xiu silently.

Seeing that Xia Xiu still had his head down and didn't say anything, Lan Zixuan nonchalantly soaked the sterilized scalpel in alcohol, making a sizzling sound that echoed in the room, which was neither too big nor too small.

Sure enough, he would not choose to do it himself? Lan Zixuan shrugged his shoulders. It was expected. He supported his tired body. Since this guy didn't want to do it, let him do it. After all, eyes can also be sold for a lot of money.

He approached the girl, still without removing the rag from her mouth. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Lan Qiuyu in front of him, time seemed to have gone back to the time when he was a little kid who would only follow him around and call him brother.

It's a pity that people change. She changed, and he changed too.

"Wait a moment!"

The knife that was about to fall stopped.

"I'll do it! Isn't it okay if I do it?!"

Xia Xiu said this almost in a roar. Lan Zixuan stopped, put away the knife and threw the handcuffs key over.

He himself didn't know why he was so careless. Perhaps he felt that there was nothing to worry about the weak boy who had a knife in the thigh. After all, all the weapons had been removed by him. The feeling of being in control of the overall situation made him feel a little dizzy. This feeling was very familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

Xia Xiu slowly picked up the key on the ground, then opened the handcuffs, dragged the painful wound on his thigh, and limped towards Lan Zixuan. When he got close to him, the other party handed him a sterilized scalpel. After exchanging glances, Xia Xiu was about to pick up the scalpel and hurt the man, but the touch on his waist immediately extinguished his thoughts.

Lan Zixuan held the stun gun against his waist, believing that if he made any strange movements, the crackling sparks would instantly make him lose the ability to move.

"Don't play any tricks, if you want to strike, do it quickly!"

Lan Zixuan said while yawning, but the corner of his eyes never left Xia Xiu's actions.

Although he had been seeing a doctor all day and had done a series of exercises after coming back which made him a little tired, he was not that stupid.

The premise of the game is that it is played under the absolute control of the self, otherwise it would be meaningless.

Xia Xiu had no choice but to face the girl obediently. After not seeing her for a while, Xiaoyu's face looked much more haggard, and her pale cheeks reminded people of an evil ghost that only came out in the dark. Her expression was a little dull, and she stared at him blankly, seeming to feel a little disappointed and relieved in her heart.

This is fine... This is fine.

The girl was in a daze. At least Xia Xiu was still alive, he just lost a pair of eyes...

Seeing the girl's desperate expression, Xia Xiu turned his back to Lan Zixuan with a calm expression, and then slashed the girl's eyeballs fiercely, not sparing both eyes.

Lan Zixuan watched all this with great interest. The expression on the girl's face made him very happy. At the same time, he did not expect Xia Xiu to act so quickly and efficiently. It turned out that the so-called family affection was a joke.

Xia Xiu was gambling. The two cuts he made just now were very measured. It was a way of bluffing with a big show but little substance. At most, he cut Xiaoyu's eyelids twice, which did not cause much damage to the eyeball inside.